"Lu Fengbai! I respect you as the eldest brother, but now how do you treat your brothers...these brothers who died tragically here?!" Ye Dangting shouted, his face ferocious.
"You also heard Lan Zongzong's words earlier! Isn't the purpose of retreating to avoid further casualties! Then we can meet up with the Heaven and Earth Alliance and kill the Evil Sect again, why not?" Lu Fengbai slapped the table with one hand, They were tit for tat with Ye Dangting.
During the quarrel between the two, as the words of both parties became excessive, they began to bring up some trivial things, or some old things that seemed to have never been mentioned before, and started to yell again, just like the shrew scolding the street, one after another.
Lan Wuqiu, who was beside the two people, was still speechless. He sighed in his heart, Lu Fengbai...probably only inherited the weird business methods of his father's generation. Even if he imitated the marching and formation method of his ancestors, he brought this Yijian Villa to He manages things in a decent manner, but deep down he still puts interests first, so-called brothers before siblings.
This is good, and it can also ensure that in the future, there will be one less opponent that may be a threat...
"It's useless to talk about this now! I have made up my mind, and we can break camp... and withdraw from the Snake Valley!" Lu Fengbai waved his sleeves and turned his back to Ye Dang to listen.
Ye Dangting was so angry that he pointed at the back of the white robe in front of him, then turned to look at Lan Wuqiu, as if he wanted to say something.
Lan Wuqiu, who was suddenly stared at, glanced sideways at the second master of Yijian Villa, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, but still asked: "Second Master Ye...is there anything else you can do?" ?" In Lan Wuqiu's words, this
The word "two" is dragged out for a long time, which is obviously a reminder that now we are discussing this matter with you, the eldest owner of Yi Jian Villa. You, the second owner of the villa with no reputation and a dwarf, should be more restrained. as well.
When Ye Dang heard what he said, the fingers that he originally stretched out closed into fists, and the joints in front of him pinched loudly.
But after that, there was no more words, and he turned around and walked out of the camp... When the yellow-shirted figure who dared to be angry but dared not speak walked away, Lu Fengbai, who had his back to Lan Wuqiu, turned around and said: "My second brother doesn't understand the current affairs, so he makes a fool of himself...".
"The second village master is a man of good temper. We are warriors and swordsmen. This kind of character is very common... It doesn't matter. I hope that the subsequent withdrawal will be dealt with by Master Lu as soon as possible..." Lan Wuqiu raised his hand, Laugh out loud.
"Feng Bai would like to thank Lan Wuqiu for his magnanimity on behalf of my second brother...I will give instructions later on to evacuate the Snake Valley and rendezvous with the Heaven and Earth Alliance as soon as possible!" Lu Fengbai saluted Lan Wuqiu and said.
"Well... Then I will take the first step and lead my disciples to meet with the Heaven and Earth Alliance first to report the matter of the Snake Valley. I hope that I will work with Master Lu to defeat the thieves and kill the enemy in the future!" Lan Wuqiu saw that the matter was settled and he also stood up and prepared to report to the enemy. Go outside the tent.
"This is certain! After Lan Zongfeng leaves, we will leave immediately!" Lu Fengbai stood up to see him off. Then Lu Fengbai and Lan Wuqiu walked out of the tent together. At this time, outside the tent, at some point, all the disciples from Wenjian Lake had gathered.
When Lan Wuqiu passed by, the Wenjian Lake disciples followed closely behind and headed towards the entrance of the Mountain Gate of Qiu Snake Valley.
In the dusk, the team from Wenjian Lake gradually moved away from the location of Snake Valley. The white-robed figure stopped at the mountain gate, still maintaining the same posture as before saying goodbye to Lan Wuqiu. It was not until he asked where the sword lake belonged and no one could see it that he began to twist his joints and let out several words.
There was a "click, click, click" sound.
"How, how... was it okay before?" Suddenly someone spoke from behind, and as that person approached, a yellow shirt appeared on the side of the white robe.
"It's okay... The energy is a bit fierce. I wonder if Lan Wuqiu will notice it..." The white-robed figure responded.
The two figures at the gate of the Snake Valley were naturally Lu Fengbai and Ye Dang. The two people are talking like this now. The previous scene in the tent where the same roommate was at war and the brothers were fighting against each other was played out for Lan Zongfang from Wenjian Lake.
"It doesn't matter whether he will notice it later, as long as he feels now that all of us can be controlled by him!" Ye Dangting put his hands behind his head and said with a smile.
"Indeed, but the evacuation of this place still needs to be done as soon as possible..." Lu Fengbai nodded and said.
"Well..." Ye Dangting responded. Then the two of them coincidentally looked towards the mountain road on the west side of the Snake Valley. There were some comrades in the village who stayed in the Snake Valley and were buried here.
...At this time, Lin Manliu was heading westward, not daring to stop for even a moment on the road.
He was afraid that Huang Fang or other people from the Fengxue Grand View Tower would catch up, especially Elder Hua... The young man in the short shirt felt that this person was, for some reason, far more hostile to him than the other people from the Fengxue Grand View Tower. people.
With the efforts of Lin Manliu and the little yellow horse under him, he soon walked the thirteen or four-mile mountain road.
I don’t know how many mountains and forests I have passed through. After being far away from the previous town, the boy in short shirt looked at the end of the road ahead. Under a cliff, there was a vague appearance of a village... Lin Manliu recalled how many times he had traveled there. In central Guizhou and Jiangnan, in these memories of traveling, I remember where the villages ahead are.
This place seems to be called Ya'er Village? After meeting Miss Yue in Qianzhou, we passed by this place when we continued eastward with the caravan.
However, I was also in a hurry to get on my way at that time, for fear of encountering soldiers and bandits blocking the road again, so I did not enter the village and stay.
Looking at the sunset that was about to set on the horizon, the little yellow horse snorted a few times and let out a honking sound. Lin Manliu thought about it in his mind. If he kept on walking like this, Xiao Huang might not be able to bear it... so he had to walk towards Ya'er Village under the cliff in front of him. After a while, the boy in short shirt Then he took his little yellow horse and approached the village.
Seeing that he was approaching the entrance of the village, Lin Manliu put the bamboo hat on his head again and silently led the horse into the village.
There are very few houses in Ya'er Village. After walking in, there are only about twenty households built around the cliffs here.
Some villagers saw a stranger suddenly enter the village, wearing a hat on his head and carrying two swords on his waist, and immediately hid behind the house or some trees.
Watching with vigilance, the person and horse walking into Ya'er Village.
"This... hero is..." There was an older man who did not dare to step forward when he saw the others. He walked tremblingly in the direction of Lin Manliu with a cane.
"Old man, I'm just passing by here, there's no need to panic..." The boy in a short shirt said, imitating the dialect of central Guizhou.
"Oh... I'm still a fellow countryman. I wonder if the hero has returned home or..." The old man relaxed when he saw that the visitor's accent was similar to his own.
"Homecoming..." Lin Manliu said.
"The wanderer returns, the wanderer returns..." the old man repeated, his cloudy eyes slightly moist.
The old man seemed to be a little agitated. He was holding the cane on the ground and could not hold it firmly. He was about to fall backwards in an instant!
Upon noticing this, the boy in a short shirt immediately reached out with one hand to hold the old man's back, and then caught the old man's crutches with the hand that had previously held the reins.
The little yellow horse behind Lin Manliu stood there quietly without making any sound after the reins were taken off.
The old man who almost fell down saw that he was saved by the hero in a bamboo hat and short shirt in front of him. His eyes were dull and he was suddenly speechless.
"The boy scared the old man...I'm so sorry..." Lin Manliu apologized immediately, then stabilized the old man again and handed the crutches back to the old man.
The old man took the crutches with trembling hands and stood up again, with tears streaming down his face.
"A few years ago...the youngest son in the family went east to seek a living...I haven't seen my fellow villagers for a long time, and I feel a little embarrassed..." the old man sobbed.
Seeing this situation, the young man in a short shirt could only continue to speak the unskilled central Guizhou dialect and spoke to the old man: "I went to a foreign country just to find a place to live, and I will definitely return home later... Don't let me go." So sad...".
"I have no hope anymore... I just want to live a better life outside..." The old man sighed.
"The old man has something to think about... A wanderer abroad will also have something to do..." Lin Manliu comforted him.
"By the way...even though we are from the same hometown, I still don't know the hero's name..." After sighing several times, the old man realized that he had not even asked about the hero's name and immediately spoke up.
"I'm not a hero, my surname is Liu..." Lin Manliu explained, he couldn't bear the words of a hero.
It's better to be cautious when going out.
"The surname is Liu...could it be a popular surname over there in Qianzhou..." The old man was a little frightened, as if he remembered some powerful people with a famous surname in central Guizhou.
"Old man, don't panic, it's not..." The boy in a short shirt said immediately. Lin Manliu couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Zeng Di could just give him a random surname, and he could be associated with some wealthy families in Qianzhou... After several conversations, the old man calmed down a little, wearing a cane and a short shirt. The young man walked together in Ya'er Village.
The villagers who were afraid of Lin Manliu before saw that the old man was happily chatting with him, so they stopped hiding behind the house.
Some bold children rushed out from behind the trees and shouted at the old man again and again.
"Grandpa Wang". When all the villagers were frightened by the young man's appearance, only this old man dared to step forward and ask.
Presumably this old man must have some reputation in Ya'er Village...
"Old man Wang, I wonder if I can let you stay overnight today..." Lin Manliu said.
"Of course you can! Brother Liu, you can just stay overnight... I will find a cleaner house later to make room for the villagers..." the old man immediately responded.
The old man surnamed Wang no longer wanted to be angry and directly called out Brother Liu, no longer calling him a hero.
"No need to go to such trouble, just free up a side room..." Lin Manliu immediately stopped him.
"How does this make..." The old man was about to speak.
"It makes..." the young man in short shirt called out. Hearing these two words, the old man first sighed, and then smiled with joy.
When Lin Manliu saw this, he also raised his hands and saluted Mr. Wang. A wanderer from a foreign country returns from the flowers and passes by a village where he wants to stay overnight.
Suspecting that he was a guest from Zili, the old man burst into tears and was speechless.
